Hope for Us (NEWT) [COMPLETED]

Ch 47 - Teresa Onstage

~Sara~

They shared a look and rushed out to begin searching for her.

Really? Now where did she run off to?

They spotted a bit of a commotion going on near the north opening of the Maze, and Minho and Alby looked extremely concerned as they jogged over to Newt and Sara.

"What's going on?" Newt asked, nervously gripping Sara's hand tighter.

"See for yourself," answered Minho. "Check the time."

Newt held his arm out to his own face, and Sara peeked over to look at the time on his watch.

They both shared a glance full of terror before they carried their eyes over to the massive stone walls.

It's 5:47 p.m, and the doors haven't closed for the night.

"M—maybe they're just running a little late? That's what happened with Thomas's arrival," Sara suggested.

Alby gave her such a piercing glare that it actually frightened her. "It's been almost twenty minutes since closin' time. What makes you think it's all good when everything about Thomas has been and still is different?"

"Dude, we're shucked for good now," Minho muttered in a much more serious tone. Minho being serious meant they were dead screwed. Sara didn't like where any of this was going.

"What are we supposed to do now? The Grievers are gonna start coming anytime soon." Newt's voice was shaking a bit, and he stared at the walls, the nerves and panic creeping over at him once again.

Sara wrapped an arm around his waist as she stood beside him and rubbed his back, trying to ease his tension a little.

"It's them. Always has. The girl... Thomas... it's their fault," Alby muttered angrily as he walked back and forth, repeating his words like an old chant.

"We have to find them. Teresa's still missing," Sara blurted out, and that got everyone going to continue the search. Clint and Jeff came and joined them as well.

After only a couple minutes of searching, they found her near the deadheads, and she was happily chit chatting with Thomas.

"Having a blast?" Sara asked humorlessly, crossing her arms.

"What in the... how did you...?" Newt asked as he stared at Teresa, whilst Alby and the rest of them stood behind him. "How'd you get here? Med-jacks were with you, and Jeff said you were there one second and buggin' gone the next."

They were both sitting on the ground, but Teresa stood up with confidence, surprising Thomas, who was next to her. "Guess he forgot to mention the little part about me kicking him in the groin and climbing out the window."

Whoa there.

They all turned to Jeff, and the guy's face was covered in sweat beads.

"Congrats, Jeff," Newt took the words right out of Sara's mouth. "You're officially the second guy here to get your butt beat by a girl."

Sara knew it was because of her. In her defense, she was defending Newt on that occasion.

Teresa didn't keep her little mouth shut, however. "Keep talking like that and you'll be next."

Excuse me?

Sara stepped in front of Newt defensively, even though she knew he didn't need her to. "Yeah, I don't think so, darling."

Newt patted Sara's shoulder, and he tried to calm her down with a look in his eyes as she turned to him. He was probably scared there would be a repeat of last time. She would totally throw hands with Teresa, and nothing else would've stopped her had it not been for that calming, endearing stare of his.